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In December 2002, I attended a Qabbalah class on “Interior Contacts”. It was hosted by the Lotus Foundation, the home of my dear friend Genie, whom I met for the first time on that day.

The class teacher told us: “In Beriah are the Magidim of the Tree’s Upper Face, or Masters. Every School of the Soul has a connection with these. Schools have ‘ray’ functions. Your membership depends on what your ray resonance is. ”

He for instance, tried very hard to become a Freemason. When finally initiated through a friend, he was prevented every time from going to meetings at Lodge by two hour flu, train strikes or whatever. He realised that freemasonry was a stepping stone from the past, but no longer required. Guidance only registers when you take it on board, inside.

He told a story about Paul Foster Case and his Magid, the Count Ragoczy (Saint-Germain) of Transsylvania, who phoned and met him in a hotel in New York, and about how Case and his wife and a student took dictation once a week through an ouija board, word by word; and the EXTRAORDINARY QUALITY OF THAT TRANSMISSION – and its way of dry teasing. Our teacher read aloud a few passages to us. Case only had to turn his mind to any one aspect of the teaching, and it would open up. He was told to set up a new wisdom School, and to move from the East coast to California.

(NB – this story was told a second time in the other Kabbalah group, five months later when I asked for verification – see previous post.)

Now of course I was very excited to hear about Le Comte; and our teacher had even brought along an 18th century portrait of him in his white wig and piercing deep eyes. He stood it on the mantelpiece, in Genie’s big room.

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18thC portrait of Master R. It is signed by “A.Knapp”. The reproduction carries this information: “… … It is generally supposed that this mysterious adept was born in 1710, but the Countess v.Gergy declared she had seen him during that year in Venice, and he appeared to be between 45 and 50 years old at that time. While the church register at Eckenforde contains a record of his death in 1784, it is known that he was seen upon several occasions subsequent to that date, having attended a Masonic conference in 1785, and having been recognised in Venice in 1788. The last historical mention of the Comte was in 1822, at which time he was presumably on the eve of embarking for India.” ~~~~ I have this picture in my home. The class teacher generously gave it to me, a few months later.

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During a class tea-break, I took a couple of quick sketches from this portrait. My ‘magyar’ connection has an energy here! I heard of St-Germain before, but only vaguely. I hadn’t known he is behind the Alchemy I am studying. Suddenly he came to life, and I was literally trembling :

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From my Journal – 8 December 2002:

“Ragoczy is a big fish, a Great Master Magid of a School, not of individuals, but I am inspired by him and his shoal of fishes. As soon as I got home last night, I drew him into my sketchbook – from the drawings and from memory – as best I could:

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“The Book of Tokens is by him, and so are the lessons of the Great Work, I guess. Our teacher read to us some paragraphs which he has. It is about evolution and the Scorpio force. Can I reconstruct an essence of it?

“The thing is not genetic. That is to say, it is not by genetic evolution: (in the 1930s and 40s when these transmissions were being taken down, the topic of genetic selective breeding was all the rage, as also with the Nazis.) The natural genes haven’t got the radical composition. The Scorpio force is the being born again during life, to serve the Great Work. It is the alchemy of the individual lead into gold. The sexual nature is irreversibly altered and refined. LOVE, AND YOU SHALL KNOW. It said that Love isn’t of anything or anyone; it IS.

“Now as Love is the One Source, the current of it comes through the Count, because at the level of his consciousness, there are no separate individuals. He’s the same as Ramana or anyone else it comes through, to stress the point. Yet he oversees particular rays or gardens of the teaching. That face in his portrait is only an interface function, to recognise him by. The truth overflows any container. Our personality and its distortions and insecurities is unaltered by Self-realisation, and yet the realisation is at its root.

“Most of us see love in terms of returns and partners.” (But if one has loved deeply, without return, then it is branded in!) “‘Love and you shall know.’ ‘The can-opener of the intellect is too dull to probe the secrets of the Heart of Life.‘

“Let the excitory sense be peace … I think for me to plod on with the revelations in ‘The Great Work’ is quite enough to go on with. Unfortunately I couldn’t retain most of what was read out today, because my sense of re-cognition kept getting in the way.

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GALLERY of early portraits, studies and sketches of Le Comte and companions. Drawings in this post are december 2002 – May 2003

My natal planets on the Tree of Life

Planets on the Tree – showing the triad of awakening (Hod/Mercury, Netzach/Venus, Tifareth/Sun) and the triad of the soul (Tifareth/Sun, Gevurah/Mars, Hesed/Jupiter)

An imaginary inner-plane teacher archetype, hooded and mysterious

I do not visualise easily. Some people can read words, see figures … for me the book, the page is blank, and I have to feel my way. A Capricornian process to realise!

This was a sketch for a commissioned work. This Master’s appearance was dictated to me, and the drawing is by trial and error. It is done in a more conventional way, with fixed eyes, which I do not like so well, nowadays. Note the Cherubim on his mitre.

He is like the honey, with very dark eyes.

In Mozartian mode. He could materialise diamonds from the air, and mend those ones which were flawed.

I was fascinated to see the Sulphur-Fire glyph in the Tree, outlining the Triad of Awakening; and its inversion, the Hanging Man inside TAV, as coloured by the Builders of the Adytum.

Another sketch of the Hesedic Master. A pair of circles entering each other, form a Vesica, a sacred space, a Child.

Rather busy, but I was absorbing a lot of information at the time. On the Tree, Hokhmah, Gevurah, Netzach are Fire Sefiroth; while Binah, Hesed, Hod are Water Sefiroth. They interpenetrate through Tifareth – an alchemical view.

The Tree’s three bridging paths, ruled by Venus, Sun, Mars. They are yet feminine to the masculine vertical centre pillar through Consciousness which is Tifareth. The Tree interacts all over with itself, Taoistically.

A philosophers’ Stone – the Indian Tattvas on the Sefiroth. The Tattvas are what touches us from behind and through the physical senses.

Notes, following the previous illustration

The letter Samech, linking Yesod and Tifareth at the Tree’s heart, pegs ideas and thoughts firmly to earth. In this cube shape, the three vertical paths spell SMKh, as the letter MEM is on the left pillar, and the letter KAPh is on the right.

This is a detail – another philosophers’ Stone – from the Sacred India Tarot.

The Cube of space has 13 antipodeal axes – all the directions of space. Note, 1+3 is 4. In Hebrew the words Ahebah/Love and AChvd/Unity, share the same gematria or number which is 13.

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“When invoking, consider – “Who is saying the Name through you?” (God speaking to God.) … The Grail in an early morning impression, overflowed, and its white effulgence expanded concentrically all around it, penetrating everything, everything to become it. This was encouraging, and I jumped out of bed after lying in the fountain for a bit.

“Practice looking at things STRAIGHTLY, without any feeling about them at all. The feeling-stuff is what reinforces and defines ME.

“REFLECTING – Diminishing the sense of I, for a more accurate impession, I become less; God becomes more. How to diminish the small-i? Change the mode of feeling … the feeling-triad on the Tree, Yesod, Hod, Netzach. Open it out with the conscious Sun, Tifareth, and the root to earth, Malkuth.

“George Eliot, Daniel Deronda page 407 – “I am lord of this moment’s change, and will charge it with my soul … … To be in a state of suspense, which was also one of emotive activity and scruple, was a favourite attitude of his conscience … … the passionate patience of genius.”

“Look into the dark texture pool of the soul. Only look. Only one problem, the I-importantce, or as Alan Jacobs would say, the schopenhaurian Will. Do not allow any opinions to finish or foreclose. They are all coloured by the I-importance, and both illusory and limiting.

“Overheard at Shul – preparations for Graham’s wedding – the words Wisdom and Understanding. As Kabbalists we try to act with wisdom and understanding.”

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GALLERY, including some pages of Master R/St-Germain’s music for violin and harpsichord continuo (see previous post).CLICK ON ANY IMAGE, TO VIEW

A few andantes & adagios from the collection of his violin music. The style is purely of his musical period; but in it we can hear the Master’s thought – the inner plane through earthly instruments.

Page 2 of this Allegro which bowls along like the stars

I did this sketch when away from home – probably at an alchemy class

I drew this while reading Lord Lytton’s novel ‘Zanoni’ which is inspired by Le Comte and his role during the French Revolution. There is a luminous description of his appearance in an early chapter.

My first study of Paul Foster Case, himself a gifted musician

Try it here and now, with any kind of keyboard! The thoughts behind the wisdom. This movement has a particularly lovely violin line … taking a stroll

I experimented with other modes, the way people see him: this one, based on the Baron in the fraternity of Knights of Malta. Not quite ‘fluid’ enough for my liking.

A colleague – the Egyptian Master. Traditionally, he has blue eyes – or so I was told.

An older generation in the Rakoczy lineage – possibly Le Comte’s father, or an elder embodiment

My favourite portrait of Serapis Bey

The voice inside

He wears a blue Alchemist’s cap: the Yod of the Hermit in the BOTA Tarot Keys

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“… She perceived in a box near the stage, a countenance which at once, and like magic, produced on her mind an effect never to be analyzed nor forgotten. It was one that awakened an indistinct haunting reminiscence, as if she had seen it in those daydreams she had been so wont from infancy to indulge. She could not withdraw her gaze from that face, and as she gazed, the awe and coldness that had before seized her, vanished, like a mist from before the sun.

“In the dark splendour of the eyes that met her own, there was indeed so much of gentle encouragement, of benign and compassionate admiration; so much that warmed, and animated, and nerved; that anyone – actor or creator – who has ever observed the effect that a single earnest and kindly look, in the crowd that is to be addressed and won, will produce upon his mind, may readily account for the sudden and inspiriting influence which the eye and smile of the stranger exercised upon the debutante.

“And while the yet she gazed, and the glow returned to her heart, the stranger half rose, as if to recall the audience to a sense of the courtesy due to one so fair and young …

” … Yet again, as she turned from the stage, she looked back involuntarily, and the stranger’s calm and half melancholy smile sunk into her heart – to live there – to be recalled with confused memories, half of pleasure and half of pain.”

From ‘Zanoni’ — a Novel by Lord Lytton
— London 1874

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Polish the mundane … carve and polish the precious stones of Life, through night and day: the Stone of the wise.

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Aquariel – an angel of the waters and of the air through the woods of life.

This is Master R, as he might have appeared to me, in London’s Temple district in the 1750s, on a damp night.

The altar – bird – torch emblem which is worked into this portrait, meant a great deal to me. It is in his Trinosofia – a journey of transformation.

“Altar, bird and torch are the symbol of all things. Nothing can be done without them … You could have seized instantly – you would have become altar, bird and torch at one and the same time. Now, in order to arrive at the most secret place of the Palace of sublime sciences, it will be necessary for you to pass through all by-ways. Come … I must first present you to my brothers.”

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trinosofia altar bird torch, 2

trinosofia altar bird torch 1

“His companion wore no garment, but a sun radiated from her breast. Her right hand held three globes; a coronet of red flowers confined her beautiful hair. She sprang into the air, and seemed to lift with her the warrior who accompanied her.” – Trinosofia of Saint-Germain, section 12

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When I think of the “The Most HolyTrinosofia of the Comte de St-Germain”, I have a composite image of an underground volcanic cavern with a Cross of colours in it, a deep sea breaking on a sandy beach, a screen of symbols which melts into initiation, an ascent, a many-pillared round temple where are found the Companions of the Light, a long desert trek, a cornucopia of alchemical beauty and strange tongues.

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The work is illustrated with copies of the Master’s own paintings, in black and white facsimile, leaving the life to my imagination. I would like to re-draw them, in colour …

The bird is the Ibis, the altar is the Cube of space, and the torch, the Caduceus.

Altar, bird, torch – detail

The bird – with green branch – is called “to be given the Life.” The altar is coded “The Crown, Kether, when shall be the gate of entrance: Immortality shall be conferred at the gate of the House of Wisdom.” The name of the torch is Light, and reads: “The dernier shall be hidden away and forgotten”. The dernier was a coin, as in the Tarot suit of Pentacles. The statement as a whole suggests “The body of the wise man shall be concealed.”

Master R’s physical remains are concealed: his paintings – whose colours had a peculiar lustre, he is said to have ground pearl into his pigments – all disappeared. The music he wrote is stored in the British Library. I have xerox copies of it. He played the violin in London, with elegance, verve and grace.

Violin Sonata 2 – keyboard continuo part: the violin is the top line.

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In about 1918, Paul Foster Case received a phone call in New York: “Meet me for coffee at —–Hotel.” The voice sounded familiar. It had spoken in his inner ear, ever since he was a small child. At the rendez-vous, he met an elegant stranger who proceeded during the next fortnight, to lay before him the entire esoteric curriculum for – what was to become a School of the Soul – the Builders of the Adytum.

This was his Hierophant and lineage, Master R – also known as Comte de Saint Germain. The writings on alchemy, number and the Hebrew hieroglyphic language are of superhuman intellect, beauty and dexterity, particularly in some unpublished texts. It seems that whenever Paul Foster Case sat down to write, something in his mind-body opened to admit the Cosmic body. He was a musician, a skilled organist. He reached every Key, each pipe and every string. The body of this Great Work had an immense urgency, to leaven the escalating crisis in humanity during the 1930s and 40s. The Master drily remarked to him, “We come not to the charm of your personality, but to the focus of your mind.”

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He also said …

Transcript: The Harp of Ten Thousand Strings

“In Kether is the One, the Indivisible, but in Malkuth that same One appears as Four, and comes into manifestation as the Ten which return into the One. But mark this: the Four are truly but Two, even as in the body the two genders are always conjoined. Even when the whole body has almost no trace of its complementary gender, yet is there in its composition always some trace of both. So it is with the four elements also. Truly there are but two, Fire and Water. For Air is the mixture of Fire and Water with Fire predominant, and Earth is a like mixture with Water the stronger.

“Thus to enter the Kingdom there must always be “two”, for the Wheel turns not, but by the alternation of opposite forces. Yet the Kingdom of Adonai is not the kingdom of this world’s illusion, and the bodies of the servants of Adonai must be freed from the illusion, before they may serve as transparent channels for the Light which descends from Above.

“The Law of Adonai is other than the laws of men, for into the laws of men has entered confusion. This must needs be, since mankind remains a work unfinished. Yet be on guard, if you seek to be numbered among the sons and daughters of the true Israel, lest you mistake the half formed concepts of an earlier stage of growth, for final truths.

“The Great Work directs itself always toward the building of the Temple of Adonai, and at its early stages there are needs which do not continue throughout the building process. Yet men mistake the scaffolding for the building itself! and thus pay idolatrous reverence to old rules which have no longer any useful purpose. Watch therefore, if you would “rule the world” lest you usurp the rights of Adonai !

Lower face of Tree, Tifareth/Beauty, Netzach/Victory, Hod/Splendour, Yesod/Foundation, Malkuth/Kingdom, showing Tarot Keys on their paths, and the four elements in Malkuth the Kingdom.

Note: The World, Key 21 on the centre root path, Malkuth Yesod (Kingdom and Foundation) in the left-hand picture. This is the “GVPh” or word of embodiment (see paragraph on GVPh further down). The whole Tree is the Temple. To view as gallery with notes, click on image. For further notes on the Tree and Kabbalah, search Tree of Life in my primary blog, http://janeadamsart.wordpress.com

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Transcript continues:

“His and His alone is the Temple (of the living body) … Not thine, but Mine is the work … for truly Kether (the Ineffable) is in Malkuth (the earth and physicality), and in Kether I dwell as One without a second … Mine is your body, you who seek to find me – mine alone. Mine is the power in all that comes into manifestation through the thought, the word or action of any of My instruments. Never shall they who remain deluded by the illusion of separateness, become clear channels for the irresistible out-pouring of My power, until all follies of ‘mine’ and ‘thine’ are cleared out …

“Do you comprehend? You aspire to the highest. Take heed lest you surrender to the world’s illusion through seeing the Light through the coloured lenses of your personal prejudices and personal emotional needs.

“Refusal to act is like keeping shut the gate which releases a stream of water into a pipe leading to a turbine. To be sure, no water is wasted so long as the gate stays shut, but neither is power generated. Of what use are fine ideals about serving mankind, if one refuses to become a channel for broadcasting the power?

“The whole world suffers in inexpressible agony, yet some who might do much to heal these festering wounds, remain aloof, wrapped in the garments of their own self righteousness. Yet but for One whom all the world condemned, you would not be sitting here. “Except your righteousness be greater than the righteousness of the scribes and pharisees,” said the Master, “you shall in no wise enter into the Kingdom.” Think well on these things.

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Speaking of the letters G,V,Ph (a Hebrew word for ‘the body’ – read the letters from right to left) … “What is this GVPh which has its seat in Malkuth? Consider its three tokens (letters). First comes letter Gimel which links Kether to Tifareth. This is the sign of the Uniting Intelligence; from this you learn that the body conjoins a man to the Highest.

“Second comes letter Vav. This is the token of the Eternal Intelligence uniting AB with BEN – the Father with the Son.”

Father, Son, Hermes – an illustration from the Book of Lambspring. “The Son ever remains in the Father and the Father in the Son. Thus in divers things they produce untold, precious fruit. They perish never more, and laugh at death … Upon one throne by the grace of God they sit, and the face of the Ancient Master is straightway seen between them. He wears a crimson robe.”

(By this, he refers to Vav – which joins together – as it is the sixth letter of alephbeis, and the first syllable of TVPhRTh/Tifareth.)

“From this token, know that your body is the link between the true Self in Tifareth, and the universal Life and Wisdom of Hokhmah. Now the third token – Ph -is the letter which signifies the mouth of man, and is also the Active Intelligence which unites Netzach with Hod.

Three Tarot Keys, signifying (from right to left, as with Hebrew script) , Reflectivity, Inner Hearing and Speech.

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Transcript continues:

“So this, your body, is the instrument whereon may be played the Song of Life. Nay, it is more than this; for on this harp of ten thousand strings, the wind of the Spirit moves ever, and sounds night and day, the harmonies of that Eternal Song.

“Yet few there be, with ears to hear. For that hearing is too often dulled by the noisy clamour of the world’s illusion. Yet he who has eyes to see, and mind to remember, may see in the very word GVPh, that the heart of its meaning is to do with Hearing. (The Hebrew hieroglyph V is related to the sense of hearing.)

What else is the letter V but the heart of this word? … How few there are, who listen for the still, small music of the Eternal Song! … “

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This transcript is from a direct communication to Paul and Harriet Foster Case and Anne Davies in 1947. It is summarised in the Meditation on Malkuth in The Book of Tokens, which you can buy in bookshops, or from the Builders of the Adytum (bota.org) A correspondence course of Lessons covering Kabbalah, Tarot, Alchemy, Colour & Sound, and every factor of this teaching, is available from the Builders of the Adytum.

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The Master appears an individual, but he is an inner plane consciousness and has no separate sense of “me”. He is intimately transpersonal. He moves as easily through neighbouring densities of manifestation, as from field to field with the clouds, and back and forth through apparent death or disappearance. Wherever the third-eye focus is confected, here he stands. He – traditionally a Magyar aristocrat – was behind the veil of the “strong Child” in the American Declaration of Independence. He was a Freemason, a Rosicrucean and Alchemist; he led the secret Schools in France and Germany; he seemed to have unlimited wealth, and all the courts in 18th century Europe welcomed him. He attempted by diplomacy to “defuse” the coming French Revolution, but had to flee to London. He spoke of the real Revolution, which is evolutionary in the soul. Isabel Oakley’s carefully researched biography of him is called The Comte de Saint Germain – the Secret of Kings.

Franz Liszt, a few decades into the 19th century, wrote of Le Comte to the Grand Duke Carl Alexander of Eisenach:

“An extreme ease of manner with the most highly placed personages gained him the privilege of saying anything with impunity. Kings’ fools had this privilege in days of yore, and I take pleasure in thinking that it is not their fault if it didn’t make the kings wiser. While affecting a profound contempt for riches, Saint-Germain enjoyed displaying a prodigious quantity of precious stones and diamonds, and boasted that he had learnt the art of cutting diamonds well, on one of his first voyages to the Indies.

“… Apart from his chemical knowledge and alchemical illuminism, Saint-Germain played the violin admirably – so well, that people thought they could hear an entire orchestra under his bow – and possessed in addition the talent of writing equally well with right and left hand, which I envy him doubly, for my handwriting being horrible and almost illegible, it greatly displeases me.

“By means of his elixir of long life, he claimed he had already lived for 350 years. The same liquor also had the property of turning a woman of 70 into a perfect resemblance of a girl of 17 – and further, made anyone quite simply immortal. This idea was carried on moreover, without elixir, in Condorcet’s remarkable book ‘Des Progres de l’Esprit Humaine’.

“Frederick the Great asked M.de Voltaire for a few details about the Comte de Saint-Germain. “He is a man who doesn’t die, and knows everything,” replied Voltaire. He did die, however, in 1784 – or 1785 – as a close friend of the Prince of Hesse-Cassel. This intimacy would explain in rather a singular manner why the present Elector of Hesse governs in the manner of 350 years ago; a method which has succeeded extremely well for him thus far, as it has with others who haven’t even the merit of his obstinacy.

“But the pitcher goes so often to the well that in the end … it fills itself – says Figaro. Be so kind Monsignueur, to excuse my want of greater erudition …”

Your very grateful servant …

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Le Comte Saint-Germain is synonymous with “Master Rakoczy” of Hungary. My pragmatic contact with Le Comte and his thought, is through studying Alchemy. That is what makes it real. In 2002, I was given a copy of some of the Master’s lessons on the Great Work of Alchemy, which illumined and earthed all that I had previously read. I worked through them for about a year. Some months into the journey, I consulted a psychic, who emailed to me: “Master ‘R’ just peeked in through the etheric Levels to say that he is the overviewing Presence in your Soul’s Life. Adieu.”

For verification, I asked Le Comte, could he please arrange to have himself mentioned in that day’s Kabbalah meeting. Half-way through the discussion – whose theme that day happened to be the inner-plane Maggidim or teachers – another student raised his hand and narrated – out of the blue – the story of Paul Foster Case’s encounter in New York with Master R.

In the Toledo Kabbalah-society tradition, Master R was lucky if he got a mention once in a year or two. Later on, I discussed this with Halevi, on the understanding that our guides and preceptors ring the changes, as life brings fresh challenges. Halevi said “he’ll be your Head of Department then. The general ‘staff’ assigned to individuals and situations, they come and go, under him.”

The question arose, because Master R is not a shepherd of individuals, but of civilization. Why would he connect to me? The answer is transpersonal – it is the level of love – the level of awareness on Jacobs’ Ladder. My concentration on alchemy and the transcripts, was a lens through which he looked and I could see. I learned an essential thing. Contact with a Master – a Maggid – is a two way process: the chosen dialogue, kept in focus, and always fresh.

He is not my “teacher” in the personal sense. But when I really put my mind to it, over a period of time, I can “tune up” to his wavelength, which covers many domains. My ear is to the ground in a special way. Language flows, and I learn about the way things work. He doesn’t “advise” me, and when he guides, it is in a minimal, unobtrusive way which rhymes unmistakably with my inner world, yet comes from beyond.

During that period, I learned through drawing their portraits, the nature of the inner plane Maggidim, and of transmission; I clarified for ever, a distinction between mediumship and mediating. The former is a monologue, the latter is a conversation.

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One of my deep treasures received, is AKASHA TEJAS. The Akasha Tattva, linked to Saturn and the root chakra, is an indigo oval. The Tejas Tattva, linked to Mars and the navel chakra, is a scarlet triangle. Combined, they are an esoteric Key to the interior Gold – the heart centre chakra. Astrology aspects during the spring of 2003, illumined this combination, as a teaching.

Years later, this feature became embodied in, and sustains, my close friendship with an Aries – jewel of Saturn and Mars rulership: Capricorn with Aries. It all takes time.

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In conventional astrology, Saturn and Mars are malefics – they resist each other. The Mars tempo is quick: Saturn moves in wider cycles. It is like trying to do a gear-change. But in Kabbalah, on the Tree, the struggle was co-operative. Saturn and Mars form the left-pillar Binah-Gevurah path of Influence, whose Tarot Key is 7, The Chariot. Scratch below the surface of any enduring pair of lovers or conscious siblings; there is probably a jewel of this kind.

The Akasha Tejas Tattva is a jewel the Master took out of his pocket and polished for me. In the abundance of life’s pearls, I mostly forget to visualise, or to polish this one so it shines. “Polish the mundane.”

This suggests: let it not be routine, but let it recreate the affection.

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Here are a few teachings in my inner ear, as they came it seems, from the Master:

27 May 2003

“Do the rose cross or whatever else, when love comes. With love. That is the breakthrough from mercury into venus on the path of mars.

“Yes, very slowly and with love, hearing the music note deep within, and smelling the rose with the sea breathing. Simple, and one thing at a time. The meaning and flowering of the Rose Cross Ritual, and of all ritual gesture, is when ‘you’ are not doing it. Then as you find, that fascination or pondering, kindles the golden circles. Magic is made not with what is known, but with what you can’t quite grasp, and you wonder at. This draws your mercury up the rod into the place of meeting. So the Rose Cross SHIN and the golden encirclings have power, like a left-hand drawing. We said: no one is skilled, who begins magic.”

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1 November 2003

Early this morning in bed, I asked “what is the Third Eye?” and this reply came:

“The third eye is the I of the Subtle body encircling Earth as it opens.”

A sort of violet blue clarity was in this picture as I wrote down the fading message. Where is my third eye? Answer as above. The subtle-body, like the etheric sheath, is a standwave, rather than a timespace process. It registers relative “eternals”. It is the blueprint to which all the variety bears passing form. Earth’s etheric field is the lunar orbit. This itself – moon’s silver circling around turquoise earthpupil – looks like a eye.

How do I find and use my third eye? Ah! it is in Perseus myths. The three grey sisters passed the one eye among them; and yet they could not see, because they argued. It is somehow clear that it exists, since Serapis kissed it there, in a way more reliable than before. Practise using it.

My crowded, operatic mind, fond of its noughts and crosses and sores, puts up a great resistance to “re-membering” and “practising”. But if I say “this third eye is Open” indeed it is; and if it encircles planet Earth, its capacity has the collective “I”.

Where to focus it? (Put your attention on the invisible, beloved!) inward, within the brow, where the Stone of gold-producing Light is confected, where the pineal pine cone, opens woody petals spiral wise. Only see these simple things, and my Third Eye is seeing.

You know you can’t see the eye, or I, you see through! The same it is with the Third. It is not a mark, or an organ. It is a Way. It encircles the earth transpersonally, like the bright veil she draws around her lands and seas. The arising of the Love current is Her opening, likewise. It flows up through the spine and opens the brow. I am a pyramid with the eye in its apex, the symbol of freemasonry. The pyramid is a little lens, gathering to it all the matter of earth, and shining back: Eye-dentity.

Your attention on the invisible is displaced from the visible obstruction or belief; from “my-story”. Your attention on the Great Mystery is not upon “my-story”.

The jewel is here: the gold in the flowing river: the soul at the mother’s flank; the yeast, the grain and the grape; the bread and wine.

I would appreciate an English translation of this poem, from a French-speaking reader – any offers? Very broadly my understanding of it goes:

”Examining nature, I learned her fundamental principle. I saw in her river’s flowing depth the gold, and seized its potency. I understood how the soul in the mother’s womb rises like yeast, and carries the lodging onward (through the generations); and how a tiny grape seed and a grain of wheat when placed together in moist earth – the one a plant, the other a pip – ferment to bread and wine.

“Without God’s will and wisdom, nothing grows. I searched in vain: I found no ‘thing’ to equilibrate or uphold the Universe.

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“Finally, in the balance of applause and censure, I weighed Eternity: it called my Spirit. I died to the world. I adore. I knew nothing more.”

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With embryo in womb,yeast and grain in the vine,the Eternal alone calls the Soul;the world knows nothing.

(The door is TAV, and in it flowers the Rose. Saturn is the root and door by which we give birth, parturition of the seed itself, all in one. As the Soul makes house “aux flancs d’une mere”, so in damp dark soil does pip to a grain grow bread in the vineyard. Saturn is the root, and Venus in the throat chakra is its calyx or flowering point.)

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Oakley book cover image of le Comte – from a contemporary engraving

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In the ten years or so since these writings, a lot of water flowed under the bridge ! I had so much to learn, to practice and to clarify in life. There were difficult tests yet to come, with deep issues to heal and let go. It took me far away from the initial contact with the Master.

Life is “initiation” – a curve of the years. The landscape was challenging, and I got distracted and made mistakes. It is all valuable. My objective in these two or three posts about Master R, is to take up some slack, and by doing so, re-invite his presence and teaching in my work: a discovery.

Master R/Saint-Germain means different things to different societies and souls, according to projection. In Part 2, I shall tell how my particular contact came about.

TO BE CONTINUED – IN PART 2

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Aquariel – an angel of the waters and of the air through the woods of life.

What shall I write? I am a frameless window. It is subtle. I don’t like to build anything too literally. If I do, the form goes hard and stale – the Sanctuary a metallic harp. Suggestive, fluid, evocative, is the movement of the Inner Sense – the Divine detector.

I feel today what rises from earth and descends from heaven – the place of meeting, the triads. Now I feel I am inside the Lovers’ key, in the faint but sweet clean presence of Rafael, mercurial. Every part of the wide green landscape is alive with tetrahedral volumes, points and distances. It has a lovely music, somewhere. Intone Orange, flood orange, the colour of pure Solar energy – D-Natural – as it translates to Hod: Gemini: Mercury …

and we move into Gemini today, as it happens!

Arcanum 6, Version 2

BOTA Key 6

Behind them are the pillars of the Tree of Life. Behind Eve is the Tree of Fruit, snake entwined. Behind Adam, is the Tree showing 12 flames. The stem is dark – Kundalini. But Eve’s stem is woody, Earth. Through Adam, Kundalini rises – a burning bush. Through Eve, she encircles and descends, as fruit falls. The clouds are at the authentic level of our limited everyday vision, but behind them the Archangel spreading wings and arms, is vast, with purple robe and golden aura. It is a wonderful thing for Eve and Adam to be in the landscape with the trees and Binah’s Mountain, and the Presence above, within and transcending it. The Lovers are uplifted and in magic, with their intuitive vision.

The Hierophant – the Inner Hearing – preceded this Key.

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Adam perceives Kundalini as a burning power; but through Eve, the Kundalini gives Life. She is soft and restful. She is crowned with rosy apples. I feel the upliftedness and groundedness of this beautiful Key, and the discernment of its hebrew letter, ZAIN the Sword. The point of the Sword is sharp in the sweet air, as it is in sexual desire. The potential of the sexual mystery is to determine precisely what soul type is being conceived – its components, history and synchrony. Parents who really know, invite a child to birth through them, not randomly: their lovemaking builds a Temple and is detailed. The type conforms to their invitation, as formed in the dawn of time, and will express along with its individual essence, their combination essentially.

Most souls are conceived blindly, as we proceed through destiny’s tunnel of life.

The same applies to creative thought. So let us form a vessel, to catch the dew of Heaven.

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I don’t know where I found this old diagram of Plato’s cave. Where we habitually live, we sit and watch the shadows on the wall cast by the Karmic fire behind us, as figures and lifetimes flicker along the roadway … from whence to where? We do not even truly notice each other very much. Where the Light comes and finds us, is a little passage leading out and upward to the Day, to the Sun. As an old prehistoric cave painter, I relate viscerally to this symbolic image!

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With the inner Sightedness, my tunnel of life opens, Plato’s cave opens, I turn … the light comes in, I walk up along it, there is beauty without restraint, out into the open. Just keep holding and growing this thread. From it rises the prayer: thanksgiving. The Light is that in which all understanding is held, everywhere. When we rise into the Light, we are with all our Companions. We illumine each other, and our local dark tunnels. Our tunnels are the network of nitrous roots and rhizomes through the ground, our tiny interlinking strands throughout the planet’s surface. Gaia!

The body of Light is a Lens.

The Lovers’ Key is a living entity. This entity is named “the Disposing and Reciprocal Intelligence”. The Disposing Intelligence contains in a relationship the Third factor – the big landscape around Saturn’s salt mountain with Rafael above the clouds.Eve and Adam are the spacious interaction, man to drink, woman to well.

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Adam & Eve after Lucas Cranach

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Liszt’s Litanies de Marie contain a lovely tune of God. Deeply creative artists and musicians are in their body of Light whenever they compose.

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Work of a Kabbalist – by Halevi. “This wall hanging shows the Kabbalist below on earth, with the mineral, vegetable and animal kingdoms, and the works of man. Above is the moon, sun and solar system/Tree of Life within the dome of the stars. Over this hovers the Angelic world with Great Michael presiding… beyond this are the Archangels with Metatron the transfigured Enoch at the juncture point between the World of the Spirit and the Divine Realm represented by the Holy Name YHVH.” Copyright (c) Kabbalahsociety.org

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Here’s something also – a dream I had many years ago, I found it today: “I am getting off the ground. There are witnesses. I lift my arms in Y-shape as in morning invocation, and it takes me up, and there is some clumsy droopy swimming practice and it is very wonderful … A strong force of gravity is projected above, to flow into. Flow into an energised vacuum. The tips of my hands emanate a subtle extension beyond themselves: the denser atoms follow through into that extension, and occupy it as refinement. The whole body does this and leaves the ground. Swim. Osmosis. It tingled afterwards, in hands and feet. I found I was lying in bed with hands over stomach.

“A lot of teaching accompanied this simple technique, but sank into the sand. I found it also when practicing the Cesar Franck. Certain kinds of concentration change the body weight and composition. This is the way of motion, or travel. The Kabbalistic Invocation has a power and vibration in the Sefiroth and Names of God – a living Tree to receive the light… It is not a theory.”

The Star of Consciousness is alert and peaceful – it is all that is needed.

I just realised, while re-reading this that my Fourth Dimension refers to the Cesar Franck sonata as if I am still practicing it, when these days I am not practicing any music at all, and rarely even listen to any. In this dimension, my Cesar Franck yoga is “now”, not 26 years ago – it is all in the same moment, the whole apple; there is no need to ‘keep on doing it’. The lessons learned, remain alive. The inner exercise remains alive.

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Fred and Jane tackle Cesar Franck violin sonata – 1987

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What I TRULY AM has everything com-presently, a great living sphere. This is how the higher Companions perceive me – without the long hedge-bound toil of my manifestation in time and space. They see the points, the chapters of intensity. They thread these together: the vessel. The Lens as a whole. The Star.

“All the great teachings hand the same material from one to another, back and forth, heart centre to ajna centre and back, over the decades, to develop the Mysteries. Patience.”

Thus I combine Advaita not-this, not-this, and Alchemy this … their alternation. The miner’s lamp.

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GALLERY – (to view full size, click on any image): I did not yet complete my Hermetic Tarot deck, beyond the Major Arcana. This is as far as I got with the Suit of Pentacles – Earth, back in 1993. These four figures – a Tetragrammaton – combine Kabbalah with eastern Yoga/Advaita Vedanta. The Omkara is prana and the hand gestures with it are mudras: Y,H,V,H. And so it moves through the heart, plexus, sacral and throat Chakras. As the hands open and release it like a bird, it speaks.

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It does not matter what the essence is – whether a town in Spain/its inhabitants, or a room of the Work in a London council flat. The essence generates focus, which is what the Companions of the Light seek and detect and fan into brilliance with their sweet airs. But the essence is found by travelling it – travail and listening. Give a period each day, to hearing … the sweetest paths of your almond tree.

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There is a subtle shift beyond which there is no effort in contemplation. That is when the body of Light is travelling. Follow the sweetest path of your interior star, forsaking stress and narrative. The Beloved.

There is a pictorial sequence without words, of a wounded Raven Knight being raised, and the Grail of four trees. This is because some bird-like intuitions came in, of a watch-tower and its wide encircling landscape, courtyard, secret passage and small town nearby.

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Rosicrucean emblem 7: a lily planted in a pot, in a meadow

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alchemy – the story of the Eagle and the little Crow

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Inside the tower – the Eagle book in Daat

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Angel raising a captive Knight from a deep well

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Freeing a Captive Knight

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Peacock

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The Raven Knight

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The Grail, the Table Round, Dove and Companions of the Light

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Insignia on Chariot, Arcanum 7

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Sun steed

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Grail trees sanctuary

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4our trees – Yod, Heh, Vav, Heh

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World kundalini shakti

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Be well, my friend! Go well.

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And one more thing. I felt like closing today’s journey with a quote: so I got out Aexander Roob’s book of Alchemy & Mysticism. This is the page which fell open:

Ourobouros flower – from Alexander Roob’s Alchemy & Mysticism

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Aquariel – an angel of the waters and of the air through the woods of life.

The download concerning Exodus, in the later part of this rather long post, came while I was preparing the four Chakras posts on my primary blog.

Other themes include Chakra material – still going strong – and Vishnu the Chakra Lord: the 4-dvd set of Crossing the Event Horizon by Nassim Haramein: Johannes Kepler: sacred geometry: the Buddha nature, and Crossing the Red Sea.

I recommend Zev ben Shimon Halevi’s “Kabbalah and Exodus”, published by Kabbalahsociety.org. for a more scholarly approach.

The subheadings in this post are: “1.Vishnu”, “2.Crossing the Event Horizon”, “3.Tetrahedrons and Kepler’s Harmonice Mundi”, “4.The Pillar of Fire and of Cloud”, “5.Technology” and “6.The Red Sea Crossing and Covenant”.

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1. Vishnu

I had a brief vision/dream of Vishnu. It said “Vishnu and the Tree of Knowledge” I think, but it also meant “Vishnu and the wise Serpent” – and the Creator-god Brahma was being dreamed out of his navel CHAKRA.

Who is the dreamer, and who is the dreamed?

Now, Vishnu is the deity Presence around Badrinath near Ganges, where they pray to the source. In some Yogas, the burden of the ancestors is here transmuted. The gods of the Trimurti contain one another’s functions in a fluid cyclic event: the polar electricity in the mountain watershed.

Vishnu at rest

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In BRAHMAN the Source as YOD, are Heh-Vav-Heh, Brahma, Vishnu, Siva.

BRAHMAN is One, and in him the cosmic trinity – timurti, triple image – breed their innumerable divine derivations and aspects. Each god when at rest, is BRAHMAN the beginningless Self.

I have worked a lot with Siva – now Vishnu comes on the scene. What will happen?

Vishnu is the prototype of Krishna and of Buddha. Vishnu is Sustainer of the Dharma, or Laws of Creation. In the Sacred India Tarot, Vishnu is the Magician, and he is the progenitor of Creator-Brahma, card 4. There is a wavy snake all up his spine, to a quintuple cobra hood. In my post The Chakras Part 3 – the Star in the Field, I reflect on Vishnu, Lord of the Chakras … and on J.Krishnamurti’s “process”. He was initially, a vessel for this Archetype.

And? I travel again, the foothills. With Badrinath, Kedarnath, Gangotri, the great blade of the Himalaya comes. Each wild mountain peak outlines a voice of Vishnu, Siva, Brahma or the Blessed Goddess.

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Old map of Gangotri (top left) and the Badrinath watershed, drained by the Alaknanda River, with Nanda Devi’s sanctum bottom right hand corner. Kedarnath is not shown, but I guess it is further to the west, down the Gangotri river.

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Here is a page from “Nanda Devi” by Eric Shipton:

“From earliest Vedic records, the geography of the mountainous regions sheltering the Ganges was well known. When men still worshipped the elements, a region which saw the birth of great rivers and greater storms was naturally regarded with awe … hill and valley, peak and waterfall, came to be associated with particular gods and embellished by stories of their lives. … Brahma, Siva and Vishnu assumed the form of mountains. When Brahma desired to create the earth, he began by assuming the visible form of Vishnu, the whole universe being covered with water on which floated that god, resting on a bed supported by a serpent. From his navel sprang a lotus from which issued Brahma; from his ears issued two Daityas … (the Dravidian and the Aryan root races) … who attacked Brahma; and Vishnu and Brahma fought with them for five thousand years until Vishnu finally killed them and from their marrows made the world.

“Vishnu then assumed the form of a tortoise and raised the earth out of the water and asked Brahma to create all that the world was of earth, sky and heaven; divided the earth into nine parts and created wind and sound and time; past, present and future; work, desire and anger … Siva was created as the third of the great trinity, Brahma creator, Vishnu preserver and Siva destroyer.

“… When the earth asked ‘Why do you come in the form of mountains and not in your own form?’, Vishnu answered: ‘The pleasure that exists in mountains is greater than that of animate beings, for they feel no cold, nor pain, nor anger, nor fear, nor pleasure. We three gods as mountains will reside in earth for the benefit of mankind.’

“Thus Himalchal, the Snow Mountains, were invested with sanctity, but the holy of holies is Mount Kailas in Tibet, and the sources of the Ganges and the mountains which surround it, and here are the ancient temples of Badrinath, Kedarnath and Gangotri. They are all reached by roads having a common origin at Hardwar (Rishikesh), another holy city which marks the place where the Ganges debouches from the hills onto the plains. The three temples are within a circle of twenty miles radius, but between each rises a twenty thousand foot ridge of snow and ice; and to pass from one to the other, pilgrims must retrace their steps for more than 100 miles, so to outflank that great barrier.

“Kedarnath was particularly associated with the worship of Siva …

Old photo of Gaumakh the Cow’s mouth – infant Ganges river emerges from Gangotri glacier ice

“Close to Kedarnath on the north, but reached by a different road, is Gaumakh, the Cow’s Mouth … the snout of the Gangotri glacier, 15 very rough miles above the Temple, and (although visited only by a very few) the sacred source – or rather the most sacred, for there are others – of Mother Ganges. Apparently when the world was young and man was in a state of innocence, the Ganges rose at Benares, so that it was an easy matter for believers to visit it. As earth increased in years and wickedness, the source retreated successively to Hardwar, Barahat and now to Gaumakh, whither the long and arduous pilgrimage may atone in some measure for the sins of a more vicious age.”

from Nanda Devi by Eric Shipton, 1934

Old map of Badrinath and Nanda Devi mountain sanctuary

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Lovely to get this authentic feeling of VISHNU, the Sustainer of the Dharma. The naval chakra is the seat of creative imagination/sexual reservoir. Vishnu the god is coloured deep, dark blue by his worshippers, like his avatar, Krishna. Snake shimmies up the tree – the Snake with woman, Eve, is behind her back. Snakes twine the staff of Aesclepius – the winged healing polarities.

Vishnu appears as my 1987 drawing called “Music making Touch” in janeadamsart – in Beginning Something. Umbilicus connects the New Life to the old maternal one, while still in dream form and “underwater”. When the chord is cut, the New Life wakes up and takes responsibility, breathing AIR – breathing out first a cry, then SPEECH.

So that has something to do with the cutting of the Granthis at naval, heart and third-eye chakras – cutting the ties that bind, and which prevented speech. The ties are coils of fantasy. When they are cut, the New Life moves, walks, speaks – like baby Buddha: the potential to raise humanity another notch.

I dreamt I wrote to my old Karmic nemesis and got a long letter back at once, which he read aloud to me over the phone. It wasn’t his voice, and it wasn’t his style, though it was typed. It was totally and releasingly UNLIKE him. His manner was conciliatory and conversational. He pointed out my need to spell out everything rather fully, ha ha. At the end, he said he’d better stop, or he will start to want to kiss JA, heaven forbid.

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2.” Crossing the Event Horizon” …

N.Haramein demonstrates solar system spiral momentum – photo from TV

From Journal – 12 April 2013

I finished watching that exhausting fellow Nassim Haramein and his Event Horizon, and gave the four cds back to Actaeon.

The material – the root tetrahedron, and the insights concerning time, space and galactic black vortices – is wonderful. Nassim watches his own process of discovery, joins up the dots, verifies and takes it into the Tree of Life, Four Worlds, Tetragrammaton … but not Jacob’s Ladder or the Cube of Space. Those are further mountains in the same landscape.

He concludes that this ancient technology from the Pyramids, may revolutionize and enormously advance our own, and our communications with those outside Earth. However, he does not mention the profound psychological shift which it really entails: the kindness, kindred – the human natural state, when fully awake with these platonic forms. This and this alone, is real, evolutionary science. Other scientific attitudes and platitudes are concerned with MeHumanRaceFirst – i.e. exploiting the cosmic environment to our own local needs. They are in the playpen.

I took lots more photos off the TV and prettied them up on the Mac. I hope the guy has not gone glamour glitz by now. I did not enjoy watching or listening to him – he is rather intense, and I don’t like lectures – but I do relish his tetrahedral discoveries. He is having a hard time with the establishment which calls him a charlatan.

Here are some of the images I caught. I strongly recommend this video sequence if you are interested. It is called “Crossing the Event Horizon” and the film was made in 2008. (For more information, search also The Resonance Project.) It highlights the cosmic fractal proportion – a kind of Golden Mean, verifiable in all phenomena: a unified field theory.

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3. Tetrahedrons and Kepler’s Harmonice Mundi

The Tetrahedrons are beautiful. They re-imprint the cosmic verity in my soul.

Now it is time to stop being lazy, and to draw new ones – understand what he’s done, from within – take them into my bloodstream and help clear my psychological loops of life’s “A-Maze”.

One fine day, towards the end of the 15th century, the young Johannes Kepler – astronomer and student of Pythagoras – while teaching a secondary-school math class, had his eureka moment. He drew on the blackboard, a triangle with a circle around its points; and suddenly he SAW. He received his entire life’s work to come. The class was abandoned to games of flip-the-rubber as its tutor voyaged into cosmic rapture. The ancient Circle or Sphere – (as he later qualified) symbolises for us, a timeless constant. It embraces every fluctuation or wobble. The Circle as the feminine, or ovary, receives and nurtures the masculine seed or YOD: the male triad form.

The platonic tetrahedron – his first breakthrough – would later be inserted (by Kepler) between the orbits of Mars and Jupiter. These planets stand for Gevurah and Hesed in the Soul triad of the Tree. Between the three-dimensioned orbits of each pair of planets, envisioned as a sphere, Kepler inserted one of the five Platonic Solids, and created his solar system Chalice – the sizes and proportions an almost perfect fit.

I cannot find online, any mention of Saturn’s orbital volume, square mileage or “cube” – the actual area of Saturn’s orbit around the Sun. Interestingly, Kepler – regarding the Solar System not as a disk but as an egg shape – inserted the platonic Cube between the orbits of Saturn and Jupiter.

Saturn is the boundary within which Kepler worked. It ruled his birth-sign Capricorn. I think Saturn’s orbital diameter through the Sun averages almost two billion miles: its period is 29 and a half years. We cannot conceive his mathematical reconciliation of orbital velocities, periods and ellipses, along with the snake-like motion through the galaxy, of the Solar System itself. Kepler knew that in our terms the measurement is never exact. But his approximations were enough to draw forth the resonance: and for this the Solar System’s elliptic orbits (rather than perfect circles) worked in his favour. Similarly, we re-construct the miraculous Sri Chakra Yantra template with a little tweaking and pulling of strings.

In his later work, the Harmonice Mundi, Kepler’s soul Law strove to correct flaws. He flew in imagination the depth, breadth and height of the Solar System in an epic search for the ultimate Key. The wider view revealed to him, within musical ratios of Period (squared) to Distance (cubed) between any pair of planetary orbits, precise intervals in the scale, the Song of God. And the heavens opened up to his inner ear ! and he still waits to be truly heard.

“My solar system is a Great Rose. Her planetary waves stand out from centre. A silver drinking chalice evolved to one of gold. Petals of polyphony, musical chords, dance through interwoven orbits or waves, integrating the binary ellipse with the divine Sphere.

“There is no need for martyrdom, or to crucify my Rose. I ask you only to hear, and in that hearing moment live: for the ear opens softly shells of the Rose, the life of my Sol from the Sea.

“The sea is hearing: from petalled shells planets and angels form pictures. Enter the heart of silence, depth of the sea, the maker of stars, marrow of earth which for ever is timeless, and not ‘history’.”

JA 1992

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Doodle 1. I don’t know where I am going with this. I don’t know how it generates an octohedron also. Better to start with simple outlines. 23.4.13

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doodle 2 – tetrahedron octohedron sequence – copied from Jiva Carter. This is more like it … 24.4.13

There, that is a start. I learn quite a lot by trying to copy this freehand. A pair of tetrahedrons (a 3 becoming 4) form a cube. The six sides and 8 corner points of the cube generate the Octohedron with its 8 faces. When my inner eye starts to breed and brood these forms, and try to understand them, my mood distils and becomes sattvic. They are the harmonies of the soul.

Tetragrammaton – parent tetrahedrons (Yod, Heh) and their child (Vav), the cube of space. (Second Heh) generates a new Family and its proliferating forms, from the centre point again.

At the same time, I hear within – from the Himalaya range as from Mount Sinai: Brahman … Brahma, Vishnu Siva – the Triangle or trinity within the One – YOD HEH VAV HEH.

And I hear “Nanda Devi”: her high mountain sanctuary – Shekhinah, veil or bride. The mantras are awake.

Nanda Devi from Rishi Ganga gorge

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4. The Pillar of Fire and of Cloud

Now a word concerning Technology. We have an utterly primitive totem-pole attitude to this. As Nassim Haramein demonstrates, genuine Technology has always been in the hands of hidden adepts. Thus, the Arc of the Covenant was and is a living force field. The unified field theory is no theory but a tetrahedral form: Tetragrammaton – the consonants of the Name.

When the burning bush spoke, Moses had a speech defect. He could not pronounce consonants easily. Hashem gave him therefore another Name to teach to Israel: consisting only of vowels, he would have no trouble in speaking it. The Name shining through J H V H without impediment, is A H I H … Ahieh Asher Ahieh, I am that I am.

Sacred science does not only describe nature. It charges it, reciprocally. Stones for the pyramids and for Stonehenge were transported by a concerted “wave” technique – a rhythmic prana “cushion”, capable to influence their relative weight. The Staff of Life – whose symbol comes down to us as the winged Caduceus – embodied the ida and pingala nadis which entwine the spine. Such was Moses’ initiation with the serpent power, the rod, and the water from the rock.

Over the Great Magnetic Tabernacle which the children of Israel carried through the Red Sea, there shone a vortex of fire and of cloud. It is written as a pillar. It parted the Red Sea by spiral torque motion around itself/gravity, exposing for a moment of passage, the sea-bed sands. It travelled over the Sinai desert, as the tribes matured through two generations, and led them.

The Tabernacle was a little galactic whirlpool – like our solar system in its path around the Milky Way. Adapted to earth’s magnetic field, it curved gravity, space and time around the holy of holies – a core or nucleus.

The Tabernacle was an energy condenser of the Tetragrammaton – the primordial cycles of J H V H. In this form, they were accelerated: thus the atmospheric disturbances, plagues and quickening of human potential.

In the 21st century CE, the Hadron collider copies the principle in a primitive way. It enormously speeds up and smashes atoms. But the Tabernacle carried the fusion, not the fission. It tinctured humanity’s cosmic psyche. It rested, or it generated atmospheric unrest and Wisdom. In the Old Testament it is written of in code as an angry Lord. Indeed it was frightening when misunderstood, and it was revered. Moses alone could handle the mosaic. Nature – the Shekhinah – back-lashes when she is mishandled.

Solomon’s Temple of Wisdom built strong outer shields – equivalent to the leaden walls which contain a core reactor’s radiation. In this element, the Staff of Life is a system of voltages, stepped down to make them accessible.

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Tarot key 7 – The Chariot, showing sigils & insignia. A symbol of Enclosure: this Key is a transformer. It steps down the higher voltage of the Magician, key 1. Note wheels of Ezekiel, with eyes, and the winged caduceus. The Chariot moves in four directions simultaneously, and is at the same time still.

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5. Technology

The higher technology is handled by esoteric schools and enlightened priests. So far, down through history, the priesthoods initially inherited the Knowledge – its pure transmission – then succumbed to power, corruption, ignorance and child abuse. Nowadays, the priestly authority is questioned generally, and is self-examined; which is some advance.

The technology is “invisible”. It can be discovered through Self enquiry. Everything, dark or light, which flowers and prevails within ourselves today and every day, has its seed in the present Kalpa – what the scientists call the big bang. The Kalpa is one of an innumerable series, whose compass “only a Buddha can see, as revealed by another Buddha.”

The Kalpa series – the in and out breaths of the Source – is not linear. It is more like a dandelion clock: the pulse of all presences, all times. The seed is unbroken. When an electro-magnetic field in particles and sub particles is broken apart, the bomb explodes with a tiny fraction of a lightning flash discharge, or distant supernova, or … consciousness Itself. Consciousness is the unbroken dandelion seed in everything; and no amount of tearing apart can isolate it.

The seed of hope

In the Godcosm are macrocosm and microcosm enfolded.

Technology in the hands and hearts of builders of the adytum, the school of the soul, the rosicrucean manifesto, raises the level of conscience and of cosmic participation. It takes years, decades, generations, lifetimes. It moves quietly through a ground of enormous resistance. Its presence is a lubricant. It shifts the gears of surface history just sufficiently, at crisis points. An effective School travels light, without undue property, bureacracy or baggage. It is not recognised in the public domain. INTEGRITY’s organisation is minimal, and transparent. A healthy body works hard, but the functions do not labour. Each member of such a School is an oak inside the acorn: a nut inside a shell inside a nut: an ever expanding Tetrahedron series within the Circle-inscribed-Triangle J H V (H). The individual as a conventional cult, dissolves into Individuation.

Whitecoat technology crows and coos at the toys in its crib. Sophisticated electronic and cyberspace advances, games with DNA, war and genetic engineering – can copy basic automatic mechanisms of Mind. The tools are indeed brilliant and helpful, but they do not generate health or true creativity. For every dis-ease suppressed, another one pops up. In the art world, it has become so easy to generate images, that we atrophy the use of our hands, and of the time and space of our being: the organic way we truly see and grow.

A very few scientists (so called) access the dimension which is Conscious: the inner tuition that every grain of the cosmos is a product of thought. They approach, by acknowledging that in quantum theory, the investigating persona influences the result or feedback parameter. Scientific method and verification is limited to the human creature’s perspective. Without the conscience of our true cosmic role, we are indeed starved of its abundance, driven from the Garden, enslaved to economic perversions, and battling with a despoiled environment. True Science – conscience – begins when the pineal faculty – known as the third eye – opens. The third eye opens wherever competition as a driven factor, is outgrown. We are not fishes eating smaller fishes. We are “fishers of men” – of our humanity: the crucial learning curve just now !

“We come not to the charm of your personality, but to the focus of your mind.”

The third eye opens where the Buddha nature – the All One – is revealed in its inescapable diversity. The third eye opens with compassion, participation in the electro magnetic field as a whole. The third eye is tight closed wherever the academics acclaim yet another theory or adaptation “to benefit the public”.

Buddha Chenrezig

The third eye is a cosmic citizen. It may open at any moment in any one of us: but do we notice what we see? – (cf Sherlock Holmes !) Practically speaking, the long training to notice what we see, cannot be side-stepped. The third eye of “spiritual consumers” – the seekers after tablespoons of bliss, or to cancel their problems – does not open. For them, it is a mirage which opens, and keeps them thirsty.

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6. The Red Sea Crossing and Covenant

In Exodus, the Angel of Death passed over each door where the third eye within was potentially open: these “I”s of Israel and their offspring were chosen Keepers of the Covenant. They carried the Covenant from Egypt, where it had begun to decay – to be forgotten and abused. Pharaoh let them go, because of the plagues the Covenant brought down: then sent his soldiers after them when he realised they – led by his adopted son Moses – had removed the Covenant itself.

But the Covenant and its dirigibility bore a powerful magnetic field or rotation – centrifugal and centripetal. It moved as a vortex of fire and of cloud. The Children of Israel walked along the seabed as within the eye of a storm, or spiralling water funnel.

Nowadays, this crossing is depicted in a linear way:

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The Red Sea closed around their passing and drowned the pursuing soldiers. To that dynasty was left an empty shell and its ossifying altars. The Covenant was carried to the Mountain, over a 40 year initiatory period: two generations.

We are pondering not a toy, but the ineffable – the vast beyond mind’s local grasp. The Cosmic Law awakens wonder: tenderness among ourselves: respect. We bow before the Ruach when awakened, as grass to the wind.

The children of Israel under Moses, were delivered from slavery. They slipped out under the bar. They slipped the Covenant out, under the bar, and “spirited” it away. Moses had the Knowledge. He went up Sinai to meet J H V H, and returned twice with the signs and sigils of the Torah On his second descent, they were engraved as letters, through stone.

Tarot is another transmitter of Tora – the Law.

Tarot Arcanum 10 – The Wheel or ROTA

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BOTA Key 16

Slavery is still our economic trap today. This is due
to mishandling nature’s wealth and wisdom, so the
portions we have isolated for ourselves, are poverties.

On the Tree of Life, the triad-of-feeling, Yesod Hod Netzach circuit, where we plot and dream our lives, is our default state of slavery, or mortgage. Hod-Netzach is the threshold of awakening – the Red Sea – which we cross, on our way to Sinai: Tifareth.

On the Tree’s Queen Scale colouring, this crossing path is scarlet. It carries the 17th letter PEH, which means the mouth and utterance: the House of God speaks. PEH’s Tarot Key is 16, the Tower struck down by Lightning. Awakening for many of us, is a lightning flash – a shattering incident – a revelation – a breaking of the chrysalis for the butterfly.

This Key’s vibration is scarlet – the speech of Mars.

Here is a paragraph from A Kabbalist Meditates on Time(17 July 2012):“The Grand Cross in today’s heavens, is a potentially violent configuration in many views or frames; yet in its essence is the intersection of T S Eliot’s “occupation for the Saint”. It is for us, a portrait of time and of awakening. In Exodus, the Children of Moses crossed the Red Sea from bondage to Mount Sinai, the promised land. On the Tree of Life, this story is: Yesod, the bondage or self-image. Then Temperance, the probational path of honesty to Tifareth, the promised land.

Key 14, Temperance, is coloured deep blue – in the Tree’s centre pillar. Across Temperance, is Hod to Netzach, Key 16 – the path of Awakening (the Tarot’s Tower.)

In the Tree’s Queen scale colours, this path is coloured red: the path of Mars: the Red Sea !”

Netzach Hod sketch, 22 april 13. The crossing paths (vertical and horizontal) of Temperance (blue) and the Tower (red). Yesod (personality) is the violet pool around the feet. The vertical path turns indigo, as it flows down into Malkuth. Note: the rainbow and the Archangel’s robe of white light. Copy from BOTA Key 14

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BOTA The Star, Key 17

Key 16 the Tower is followed by Key, 17, the Star woman. Here, the speech is scarlet and contained: Thoth’s bird in the background tree. The shell fell away … from the truth within.

On the Tree, the vertical path through the threshold, the path linking Yesod to Tifareth, is called “Probation” or Temperance (see above sketch). It tests our honesty, each step of the way. It leads us into knowledge and conversation with the Holy Guardian Angel within. The guide and guardian of Self realisation is Archangel Michael or MAHAEL of the Sun. In a later post, we might look at how the Archangelic names are breathed, to embody them.

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The symbolism of Exodus is dramatic, but ineffective if I just project it on my cinema screen. So how should I walk with Exodus? By attending to its content here and now; my fear, my emotive slavery, my conditioned attitude to the world, my way of handling nature; and where I am honest and where I tell lies.

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How does the Covenant of Life live and grow and lead the way, in my heart? How does the seed which my parents’ convergence sowed, develop?

Be objective! Watch the flow of water, and of light. Watch the space.

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Aquariel – an angel of the waters and of the air through the woods of life.

This piece for the spring equinox, on Solomon, complements my previous post about the Priestess, and the ongoing “Parvati themes” in janeadamsart.

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Photo by British Everest expedition 1922 … 16,000 feet

Head Lama, Rongbuk Monastery, 1922

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“Harbour the culture through chaos. Conserve the culture through chaotic conditions. The capacity to do so, is oasis.”

I see Tibet behind Mount Everest, and also the shy bend of the River Torridge in North Devon, its swift mainstream, its quiet circling backwaters which observe. I put a photo of it at the end of Parvati Waters Trees.

Solomon’s wisdom is in the mountains and sages of each place of time, as in the lilies of the field. Before I discovered this aspect pattern in my birth chart, I had intuitively adopted the Seal of Solomon as my guiding Star and logos.

My mandala: something inherited: a dedicated way. My birth was painfully delayed (for my mother) until the moment when the Ascendent “earthed” a hexagonal concordance with the Nodes, Uranus opposite Venus, and the Part of Fortune. Subjectively I was aware from earliest childhood, of beauty, and the microcosmic fact of Macrocosm. The harmonic for me, is inescapable, and converges many old apprenticeships and skills. It is transpersonal. I view it objectively, and try to serve it well.

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So: capacity to conserve a culture, creates oasis.

The medieval monks in Europe conserved the culture through chaotic conditions – war, pillage, waste. They kept their prayer and their libraries going. These too got pillaged, but always resurfaced and carried on, maybe a century later. In Tibet, the Rongbuk monastery is back in business. What the monasteries truly have, is eternal and indestructible. The Eternal Life rebirths, in the covers of a book or a body-mind.

modern rongbuk monastery, tripadvisor.com … that, above the cloud, is the summit!

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Perhaps I am an old illuminator of the manuscripts, sitting in a chilly stone library, like I so often sit in my chilly kitchen, tinkering along in the inward warmth, and rise stiff and cold. Perhaps I receive the same cherishing that I gave to the old manuscripts and their lettering and their wisdom. Perhaps I am tonsured, and even the Librarian: the keys are in my belt, with my rosary. The damp smell of old stone and vellum. Scraping scratch of feathered pens. Cold feet, always: often, cold hands. The Glory. Where am I? Norway? France? North Germany?

In my soul rests a romantic residue of the monastic life, the gothic arch, the songs of prayer, male harmonies, brothers. Were those happy lifetimes? Fulfilled? I know by hearsay that in monastic communities every individual petty misery is magnified. I came into this birth with the warning: “don’t be so selfish”.

Well, I suppose my feet are in sandals, and my robe is brown, and I love the Mountains which are the books of wisdom, eternally. The Mountains erode the pages and stand as they are. I know history. I know that the Knowledge returns from the flames of petty pyres and reoccupies the libraries, as fresh as a daisy.

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On DNA racial analysis – human groups: lineage, Levite, the colours in the stitches of Africa …. Solomon sent ships down the Red Sea – sailors went on land – mixture of genes … beautiful Ethiopians? Many are of Jewish origin. Solomon’s bride is dark and comely – as was Parvati, Siva’s bride.

My friend Sarah who looks so English and sensible, researched and discovered her ancient African gene ancestry: her privilege to find and be this body, today’s result (in progress) of countless converging lines of history – a hinterland.

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Young bedouin – bin Ghabaisha, from photo by Thesiger. War and …

DNA is a physical web or template. It sustains itself unceasingly, and does not change. There is an interplay of physical and Karmic webs with the strands of the Spirit. Slowly the soul merges with the Infantile in the womb – she may come from far away; the earth root is tribal. The soul has the flexibility of good and evil and selection.

Sarah notices distinct facial types of kindred spirit, as among musicians and singers: their carriage or enthusiasm, their shared eccentricity.

I enjoyed trying to play some Bach yesterday, piano – Allemandes and Sarabandes from the French and English suites … spell them out slowly. They are very beautiful.

Arcanum 9 hermit … and peace

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Solomon Re-Membered

GEMATRIA is the “spelling”, letter by letter, of the Hebrew Alephbeis. Each letter is a living spirit, a gesture, a hieroglyph of Hashem the holy One, for someone like myself, who can’t read Hebrew ! They each have numbers, which add up, expand and correspond universally. Gematria, the science of numbers, is a gymnasium, extraordinarily profound. It may tempt the monkey mind, a torrent of clever associations – a tasty Law of Correspondences.

But gematria, to live and build with, needs to be held for a long time on the tongue, and relished.

The word Ha-KVKaBIM the Stars, is 103, the number of EBeN Ha-ADaM, Stone of Adam,

and of BoNAIM, the builders, masons (Essene word),

and of GNaN, to hedge about, protect, shield,

and of HVA Ha ELoHIM “He is God” ,

and of MaGeDVN, rendezvous, place of Armageddon or meeting,

and of MaGeNI, my shield.

These all have the mutual linking number 103, and are holy breaths. The stars are the dust of Adam Qadmon. They are strung together as desert sands, to build Sanctuary, and to fence the holy ground of God. At “armaggedon“, place of meeting, rendezvous, they are my shield.

The miracle-bearing seed of the Royal House of David, is brought to Bethlehem the House of Bread. The yeast is pounded down to rise: meditation pounds it down.

“We must come to the Meggeden, and place of rendezvous.” We must come to a holy place of meeting, with the Companions of the Light. What is meditation but a repeated thought? How simple it is. Any thought, repeated enough, will solidify and manifest. Sustained reflection on “what is true?” produces what appear to be miracles, and helps difficult relationships to unravel and deliver, in any plane of being, or history.

“Rendez-vous” means “Render yourself.” This same root is Surrender: to the indwelling Shekhinah, the Daughter of the Seven – indeed the Daughter of Jerusalem who is dark and comely. He makes an appointment with Her. He seeks Her out, and to her faithful lover, Shekhinah unveils.” (Paul Foster Case)

It is the Song of Songs!

So I get to work.

The Occult doctrine is: The Stone of Adam is the union of the Father Hokhmah with Tifareth the Son – a great Star surrounded by seven smaller stars.

Arcanum 17, Star

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The Bonaim, builders, share the secret doctrine, as did the Essenes. The Builders of the Adytum disagree with Essenic celibacy, but concur with the Rosicrucean Manifesto that “our building, although one hundred thousand people had very nearly seen it, shall forever remain untouched, undestroyed and hidden in the wicked world.”

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Paul Foster Case

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The pure teaching and practice of the Ageless Wisdom is not designed to be popular or to attract large numbers. It is targeted. It is the Adytum or Sanctuary in the third eye. Paul Foster Case wrote, “In an unenlightened man it is in the same condition as the Temple at the time of David. The materials are gathered, but cannot be erected into a temple by David, the warrior and man of blood. They must wait for Solomon, whose name (Shalom) signifies “peaceful”.”

Then the Psalmist – his entire emotional spectrum in the Songs – was the Shield for Solomon’s Song and Seal within. Magendovid means “Shield of David” – for the Star itself is Solomon’s Seal. David is “the Beloved”. In modern Israel, the Temple – except in some communities, and in vistas far transcending politics – is relatively dormant. The magendovid became a secular flag. But the Covenant is in the air we breathe.

“Solomon comes down to us largely as allegory. His name is the rising Sun: SOL OM ON – Latin, Sanskrit, Egytian. Each syllable and the triad which combines them, symbolises Tifareth.”

(Paul Foster Case)

Solomon’s Cube, Emblem 6

The Covenant, the Shekhinah, is placed in a Cubical room. This is the flower at the heart of the Cube of Space, extending toutes directions: JHVH and the weathercock. Here and now, it awakens. When the i-habit drops into the deep, the Covenant arises; words or phrases trickle through the silence one by one. This is the goal of spiritual exercise: to grasp the Staff of peace. The Staff is the Key to all history, and is common to each soul who finds it again. The Staff is the collective cosmic Knowledge – Daat on the Tree of Life – when Solomon’s Seal with the Cube it forms, AWAKES. Where else can it awake, but here?

Before the Cube of Solomon awakes, tools to build the Temple lie on the ground waiting for instruction. Their fascinating flat shapes in theory were and are seized and discussed by the learned of all cultures … like the story of the Elephant and the Blind Orthodox Scholars … like fragments of a mirror to put in a museum.

But inside the invisible Elephant, a sage and student stroll towards sunrise … the interior light and conversation common to All: the heart.

Isis gathered the scattered pieces of Osiris, to conceive from him their child Horus. When the Seal of Solomon is re-membered, in a twinkling it catches fire and VOLUME, a burning bush in the heart: eternal Life. Then I know I am a little lens placed near the ground, for the Cosmic prayer of Natural State unceasing. I am a raindrop. I am given the moment shared, which hides the scholarly centuries.

Before it strikes, I don’t know what or where it is. When it strikes, it is unsought, innocent and entire. Sacred geometry enkindles it. The magendovid protects and kindles my desire to let it pass on through my transparency. When this movement sings in the temple of the soul, I am stepped beyond the petty reasonings, petitions or words of the world. Here is source, like the language in the church roof in The Knight. I, the smudgy creature on the floor, pick up the correlation and scribe it. Scribing, as in monastic lifetimes, holds my attention here in sanctuary.

Nothing in all the world is as repetitive as the Ageless Wisdom in the blood: the pulse. The drum of the rain.

So many temple cloths and churches get torn down, to disclose again the Adored ADONAI, KABOD the Glory.

Whatever may happen for secular Israel, the beauty of its hidden communities flowering over rock, salt and sky, extends far and near, like sturdy ground-climbers, and will survive and prevail as the human core: peace. At the root of all Israel’s thought is SOLOMON, Shalom, the peace: keep the peace, even through concrete walls. In this broad picture, the secular combat is a house of cards – a delusion. It rose and fell many times in the old and new testaments.

“The truth is: war will not work. The peace is not with the politicians, but in the heart of the people. The peace is in the young of both sides, who are tired of the war.”

I feel and smell the sweet wind, the milk and honey. The delusion and mutual enemies are a curtain to go right through, to collapse: it is but a second in the pause of God. We Judaeans, Levites, Arabians, Kurds, Chaldeans and Yemenites are a people of Allah, a city of JHVH, and as the everyday mindset, mostly we forget this; and when we forget, we suffer and are tense with an enemy around us, or busy/superstitious with our golden calves.

An ancient habitation of my soul has roots in the silver sand no wind removes – the tablets of the Mountain. Back in 1971, travelling a tiny corner of the Sahara, I saw the Book of the Ages: no human fancy, chemistry or invention is other than the strata of those rocks and dunes, and the faces and histories the wind draws. I saw where ‘I’ begin, between grains of sand numberless as those of Ganges in the Buddha nature.

I would not have this understanding, had not my soul been Jewish, many, many times … as well as being a scribe in Christendom, strange yet integral descendent of Judah: the Word is love. As a keeper of the Book, keep practicing. Hold the flame, keep it burning. It gathers its own. ‘Gathertegen’ was my imaginary childhood city of God, where all the best toyshops were. It is in the gentlest of the breath, the rising falling tide… the immense horizon of the view.

When Moses came down the Mountain … when Yeshua went up the hill to pray … In Moses the Holy One struck a match aflame and spoke: “I AM THAT I AM – go and tell them that.” In Yeshua the YOD is Father, his source: for give.

Each morning when I write, I go up the hill to pray, not remembering why, until I am here. The spark is Netzach, the friction of life. In a motor, this generates the engine. Netzach is Nature, the Tree of Life’s power base. The friction of lightning and rain in Earth’s aeons, generated life. The friction of male and female re-kindles the soul, a lamp in the womb for the soul.

SheMH ISRAEL

A very old man sings this, his movement of ancient joy and sorrow down the generations, eternally young. It rocks his cradle and tefillin. He told me that after his son was born, he ran naked into the salty sea to release his tribute to Shekhinah.

Egyptian AmunRa brought forth the cosmos from his penis, self pleasuring, God to behold God. Which of the Schools dare to tell us, that God’s condition is joy? Genesis is joy? The tsim-tsum is joy? Erotic, cosmic joy? It is too intimate to be “believed in” ! (Messiaen’s music, sometimes: Turangalila 4th mvt, and Turangalila 5th mvt, Joie du Sang des Etoiles. Just try dancing out the cobwebs to this! /and see the Picasso drawing on the second one./ And if possible, get hold of Andre Previn’s 1978 recording of Turangalila.)

Every atom of the universe is joy. This is our seed, our being. Look at the vast numbers of ways this is misconstrued, abused, misinterpreted – such drab fantasies about virgins in paradise.

The propaganda develops when the fact of joy is forgotten: when local intellect usurps and obscures the fact, it gradually fashions a sitting duck for its own invention – the self-destruct.

Yet everything both light and dark, is a version of God unto God. What dogma closes and confines? What opens, heals and liberates?

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If I lived the devil backwards, I see the point again. This is what Arcanum 15 reveals and teaches: dissolving the cramped effigy on his throne, into 6, the Lovers at Tifareth who give each other space and time.

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Star Cross & Crescent

Star, Cross and Crescent … let there be peace.

Peace and let there be peace to all beings, is a dry formula only, rattling on the sand, until stirred with the Water of Life – Yeshua turned away from the rabble and drew in the sand – a reality of joy, a reality of Sangha. This Sanskrit word for “Companions” is the same as the French for blood – Sang-Real: the Grail, the bloodline, the carrier of the Sun: SOL.

The Holy Grail is not a Cup or category. The Holy Grail is a transmission, the bloodline, the Family of God, the JHVH. It has no end; and we see within, our Self.

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The myths of Siva-Rudra’s linga, thrust into the Water of Life, were sustained by yoga. The moments of human ecstasy, eros and Light are brief in the daisy chain. The stems of the daisy chain are interwoven. So we find out how to concentrate that continuity, the seed in the vessel. Oak in the acorn. The deep human learning curve is to forsake a “selfish” sexuality, to convert erotic feeling by metanoia, to the common good. Tantra and alchemy have the practice, and it is the language all mystics use. Some versions are celibate, but this is not mandatory.

ida craddock sketch

The mandate is a spiritualized, subtle, sustainable sexuality: a Sivaic perpetuity before the peak as it were. Through this medium, transmission flows. It is similar to the radiation from rocks and flowers, human to human, star to star. Ida Craddock taught it to Victorians, and was hounded to her death by outraged male chimney-pots and the church. They were scared of having their black holes in petticoats taken away from them. The Pulpit thundered.

Sexual honesty is a human Achilles heel: the preference is fantasy, guilt, romance, fast in-and-out, and domination. Sexual-spiritual Odyssey is likely to explore any one, or some of these completely, towards the light.

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Then I remembered and found this bit of Solomons Song …
verses by Alan Jacobs and JA, June 1995

“For dark am I, and ardent, singed and seared by scorching sun to taste the vine.”

“Our house has beams of cedar, our bed is green, your eyes are doves in flight.”

“As an apple among the wood,do you stand out from youth, I bask beneath your shade and your fresh fruits are sweet as truth.”

“O that your left hand rest over my head, your right hand in my heart! Daughters of Jerusalem awaken not Love, till He wills …Hear His voice! how bounding over hillsmy lover leaps
like stag or young gazelle,gazing in through our lattice.”

“Your teeth are a herd of sheep just shorn, come up from Jordan’s streams: each with lambs is blessed, not one unborn,your lips are scarlet thread that gleams.”

“Your cheeks are pairs of pomegranatein a veil of wind swept fields, your neck is King David’s tower of granite hung with a thousand warriors’ shields.”

“Your two breasts as pair of soft young roes, feed among lovely lilies white till break of dawn with the rose as shadows flee the light.I will rise and reach the mountains of myrhhand hills of golden frankincense.”